David Cameron

Has Jo Cox’s murder been used to pervert the outcome of the EU referendum?


I have a queasy feeling this morning as I’m about to set off to the village hall to cast my vote for Britain to leave the EU. My reasons for doing so are many and varied, and have been expounded loud and clear by the #VoteLeave campaign over the last four weeks. If anyone is reading this and is still undecided about which way to vote, I would urge you to watch Brexit the Movie before you go down the polling station. Or if your sympathies lie more to the left of politics, Labour Leave make the case excellently in their Lexit the Movie. I defy anyone to watch either of these two movies, search their conscience, and still vote to Remain in the EU.

So why do I feel so nervous, so queasy about the outcome of this referendum, which all the polls are now saying is too close to call?

Well, a week ago, shortly before 1pm last Thursday, 16th June, if you believed the polls the referendum was as good as won. With only seven days to go, #VoteLeave was running away with it. Over the course of the campaign they had gradually clawed back a ten-point deficit in the opinion polls to open up a six-point lead. A lead that was growing bigger every day.

The Remain campaign was in disarray. David Cameron had become the least trusted, most toxic politician in the country, largely thanks to him ‘masterminding’ a project fear campaign based on scaremongering, dodgy statistics, and flat out lies which took the British people for morons.

Such was the panic in Remain that Cameron was advised to take a back seat as the camp cast around for others to salvage their rapidly faltering campaign. Defeat seemed inevitable. The stock markets grew jittery. Bookmakers slashed the odds on #VoteLeave winning. All the momentum was for Brexit. Most of the pundits were coming round to the fact that it would now take some kind of political earthquake to alter the likely outcome of the referendum. One so unimaginably shocking, that no one could even envisage it.

Then something remarkable happened. Something completely unprecedented and inexplicable, to this day. An event of such troubling savagery as to be pretty much unheard of in modern British politics. Spookily, it also happened at the critical juncture of the most important election in fifty years. An event so bizarre, so freakishly coincidental in its timing, that it felt as if one had stepped into the pages of a John Le Carre novel.

If you had to stage-manage the timing and impact of an incident that would do maximum damage to #VoteLeave, stopping it in its tracks and gagging it from campaigning on its most effective issue, it’s hard to imagine a more destructive hand-grenade you could have thrown into the works than the appalling event that took place in the Yorkshire village of Birstall, a place that until last Thursday few people had ever heard of.

There were many campaigning for Brexit who had been waiting, suspecting, fearing that something like this would happen. Nigel Farage made a speech only the day before Jo Cox’s murder, which he ended with words to the effect: “if you think they (Remain, and the establishment) haven’t been playing fair so far, you ain’t seen nothing yet. Be prepared for them to get really dirty now, now it looks like they are going to lose”.

But this? THIS? Things like this NEVER happen on the streets of Britain. We’ve had the National Front, the BNP and other far right parties getting involved in some fairly nasty stuff. But murder? POLITICAL murder? Assassination? This just doesn’t happen. Ever. Not in Britain. (I don’t count the days of IRA assassinations, which were in a completely different context. I’m talking about domestic politics.)

It would be interesting to know if the police or MI5 had ever investigated Thomas Mair for his links to far right parties, or for downloading ‘build yourself a gun’ instructions from the internet. Was he on their radar? Were they aware of him before July 16th? Simple questions, but I’m not sure we’ll ever get to the truth behind them.

The sheer savagery of the attack on Jo Cox seemed in itself to be completely over the top, as though it had been ‘choreographed’ for maximum effect. The alleged shouting of ‘Put Britain First’ or ‘Britain First’ throughout the attack, like some sick parody of ‘allahu akbar’. Repeated over and over, to make sure everyone heard it. Then when asked his name in court, Mair’s reply ‘My name is death to traitors, freedom to Britain’, was probably one of the most bizarre utterances ever heard in a British law court. And yet, strangely, it seems to have raised not a single suspicious comment, anywhere.

A number of thoughts occur to me here. Firstly, was this man completely insane? Secondly, if he wasn’t insane, why did he do it, where he did it, when he did it? Who had most to gain politically from this horrible murder, and who had most to lose?

Most troubling of all, was the nagging thought at the back of my head: are there even darker and more sinister forces at work here, than just pure evil? Let me spell it out. Did someone put Mair up to it? When the Remain campaign looked like coming completely off the rails, did someone, somewhere, decide to press the nuclear button?

Before you cry ‘empty conspiracy theory’, consider this. This Government, and this Prime Minister in particular, have already proved themselves capable of the blackest political arts. They have also staked their careers and reputations in a game of poker that they dare not lose. There are very powerful vested interests at work here. Both in Westminster, and Brussels. Powerful global forces that are willing to say and do anything to keep Britain in the EU, at any cost.

Faced with the prospect of Brexit running away with the referendum, if you had to think of a hand grenade you could throw into the #VoteLeave bandwagon to bring its momentum to a juddering halt, you would struggle to come up with a more effective ‘solution’ than the appalling act which took place last Thursday.

Naturally the mind recoils from the thought that the people elected to govern us would ever contemplate getting involved in anything as dark as state murder. But we know that such things have gone on in the past, where people have been sacrificed as pawns by faceless men in darkened corridors, to achieve ‘higher aims’. There are those who believe the British Government ‘bumped off’ scientist and weapons expert Dr David Kelly because he knew the truth about the Iraq War, that the BBC journalist Jill Dando was ‘taken out’ because she was investigating child abuse at the BBC with possible links to paedophiles in high places, and big questions still remain to be answered about the Death of Princess Diana. It happens.

There are many who also believe the government have already tried to kill Farage twice. First there was the mysterious plane crash that almost did for him in the run up to the 2010 general election, then the mysterious loosening of the wheel nuts on his car on a French motorway in the run up to the 2015 general election. Now evidence is emerging that the Tory party are under investigation by the police for breaking the law during that 2015 election in order to stop Farage winning a seat as an MP in Thanet South. It is clear that this is a Government that will stop at nothing, and is capable of anything.

There is a whole generation of working class people in the UK and abroad who have been ‘left behind’ by the ‘progressive’ doctrines of middle-class, university-educated, neo-liberal politicians who live in ivory towers far away from the cultural and economic effects of their policies. The EU has come to epitomise this remote, patronising form of government for millions of European citizens. Ideologically opposed to the Tories, betrayed by Labour, first under Blair and now Corbyn, the disenfranchised have found a voice in Nigel Farage. He is the only one speaking up for them, on the issues that matter to them. In that sense, he is dynamite, and very dangerous, because his growing popularity with a large section of society threatens to bring the whole cosy, rotten establishment gravy train down around their ears. Which is why they have so far done their damnest, by foul means and fair, to keep him out of office.

So what has been the impact of Jo Cox’s death on the referendum campaign?

Like most people, I was completely shocked, numb, in disbelief when it happened. I felt so knocked sideways by it that I avoided posting anything on social media about the referendum for two whole days, out of respect for Jo Cox and her family.

I did however notice that during that time, many Remainers were already busy online, tweeting and posting literally hours after the tragic event, about how this terrible crime was all the fault of #VoteLeave. Even though the act had been carried out by a loner with a long history of mental illness and links to far right extremist parties, none of which had anything to do with #VoteLeave.

The self-righteous on the left – who are always so quick to jump to Islam’s defence (and rightly so), following a terrorist atrocity committed by a Muslim nutter – were quick to associate Jo Cox’s death with the whole of the #VoteLeave campaign, with which it had nothing to do. This seemed a little bit hypocritical to me, and highly opportunistic.

It emerged that soon after the event, Will Straw, the Campaign Director for Remain, emailed all his people urging them to make political capital out of Cox’s murder, using it as a stick to beat #VoteLeave in the referendum, which was utterly reprehensible.

Then gradually, they began emerging from the woodwork one by one.

Soon we had Alex Salmond mouthing off in the Scottish press, one minute talking about the need to tone down the rhetoric and start being nicer in our political discourse, and in the next breath accusing Nigel Farage of ‘gutter politics’, and ‘dragging the referendum campaign into the sewer’. Well, Salmond should know, he’s spent his whole political career there.

Then we had our horrible Bullingdon Club Chancellor George Osborne, fresh from trying to slash the benefits of the working poor and people in wheelchairs so he could hand out vile and disgusting tax breaks to millionaires and big business, describing UKIP’s ‘Breaking Point’ poster as ‘vile and disgusting… with echoes of 1930s Nazi propaganda’.

Within forty-eight hours we had Jeremy Corbyn and an army of left-wing luvvies making predictable speeches that were thinly veiled criticisms of the #VoteLeave campaign. Speeches that kept repeating the word ‘hate’ and ‘divisiveness’ so many times they sounded like stuck records.

A particularly low and opportunistic intervention came on Monday 20th June when Parliament re-convened in a special session, ostensibly to pay tribute to Jo Cox. Labour MP Stephen Kinnock, whose parents are reputed to have made £10million out of the EU gravy train, shamelessly stood up and used Jo Cox’s death to score points, by laying the blame squarely at the way #VoteLeave was campaigning in the referendum, and specifically targeting UKIP’s ‘Breaking Point’ poster.


“She would have responded with outrage,” he said, “and with a robust rejection of the calculated narrative of cynicism and despair that it represents. Jo understood that rhetoric has consequences. When insecurity, fear and anger are used to light a fuse, then an explosion is inevitable.”

Coming on a day which was supposed to be a House of Commons tribute to the murdered MP, it was fairly shameless for Kinnock to have made political capital out of it, and frankly come close to slander by implying that #VoteLeave’s immigration debate was directly linked to Jo’s Death.

And of course it wouldn’t have been the referendum without David Cameron blundering around everywhere accusing Nigel Farage of trying to “frighten people, to scare them, to divide people,” which is a bit rich coming from the architect of a ‘project fear’ campaign which has been built upon a tissue of lies, threats, misinformation, scaremongering, bullying and blackmail.

Pretty much overnight following Jo Cox’s murder, the polls turned around a 6-point lead for #VoteLeave, giving Remain clear daylight. It seems clear now that Remain used it from the start to poison the issue of immigration as a legitimate campaigning point, and to pick up a lot of ‘sympathy votes’.

Having lost most of the arguments, Remain have continued to grasp at this straw, and milk Jo Cox’s death right up to the day of the referendum, culminating with yesterday’s almost grand-standed memorial service in Trafalgar Square, where her family, friends, and a depressingly predictable cast of left-wing luvvies all spoke out against hatred and divisiveness in society and politics.

Pretty much all of their speeches, if you read between the lines, weren’t criticisms of the crazy loner Thomas Mair who had killed Jo. They weren’t even criticisms of the far right groups he is alleged to have had associations with. And they definitely weren’t criticisms of the EU’s clear responsibility for the rise of far-right political groups all over Europe in the last decade. No, they were thinly veiled criticisms of #VoteLeave, for daring to campaign on a subject that is the number one issue for tens of millions of people across the UK, immigration. Which Remain can’t even bring itself to utter. They were a criticism of UKIP’s ‘Breaking Point’ poster, and specifically, of Nigel Farage.

Like most right thinking people I acknowledge the huge positive contribution that successive generations of immigrants have made to the prosperity, diversity and vibrancy of our country. Nobody is saying we should stop or reverse immigration. But at a time of austerity when there is scarcely enough money to properly fund our public services and build homes for our existing population, it is clearly a crazy situation where 500 million EU citizens can walk into this country tomorrow, and we can’t do a thing about it. Indeed, there was a great article in Sunday’s Guardian by Patrick Collinson explaining exactly how the influx of low-skilled workers from eastern Europe has had a devastating impact many of Britain’s working class communities.

Before condemning the ‘Breaking Point’ poster, students of politics would do well remember the Conservative Party’s ‘Labour isn’t working’ poster from the 1979 general election. I don’t recall anyone claiming it had echoes of Leni Riefenstahl’s 1930’s Nazi propaganda at the time. No, it was an equally legitimate poster making the same point, albeit on a different issue (unemployment as opposed to immigration) clearly illustrating the consequences of a policy failure.


Yet over the last week, Remain have shamefully talked about hate and divisiveness as if #VoteLeave had a monopoly on them. While a lot of the real hate I have experienced during the referendum has in fact come from the Remain campaign itself. I have seen their activists disrupting #VoteLeave events, swearing and shoving two-fingers up to working class people campaigning for jobs and communities, intimidating #VoteLeave campaigners on the doorstep. You have to experience the hatred on their faces close up, to really believe it.

While we are on the subject of posters that encourage divisiveness or hate, where were the self-righteous howls of protest from the Remain camp a month ago, when this ‘Operation Black Vote’ poster appeared at the start of the referendum, encouraging more ethnic minorities to vote?


Any racist overtones or incitement here? Or just rank hypocrisy?

Why am I saying all of this? Well, I have a funny feeling that this referendum has been rigged from the start, to deny the people of Britain their REAL democratic right to decide their future. There has just been too much going on behind the scenes for this ever to have been a fair and level playing field. Too many rules have been broken. Too many lines crossed. There have been too many irregularities happening, too many inexplicable events, with uncanny coincidences of timing, for the outcome not to have been pre-ordained by the people at the top.

Let’s be clear, this referendum was supposed to be free and fair. The Government was supposed to stand back and let the British people decide on the most important decision in 50 years. And yet from the start, Cameron and the Remain side have been allowed to use the entire Government apparatus (and £millions of taxpayer’s money) to serve Remain’s ends. Not only that, they have been bending over backwards to ensure the result is rigged. And there have been very dark and powerful forces at work in both our own Government, the EU, and dare I say it at world Government level (viz the conveyor belt of ‘interventions’ from foreign leaders and organisation, trying to tell the British people how to vote).

First there was the timing of the referendum, during the Euro football tournament, when more than a hundred thousand England fans (mostly Brexit supporters) would be out the country. Then the illegal use of £9.3million of taxpayers’ money to fund a ‘Remain’ propaganda leaflet that went to every home in the country. The use of the Treasury and state apparatus, before and after the purdah period, to bombard the electorate with a never-ending series of outrageously bogus statistics. The ‘helpful instructions’ leaflet that went out with some postal voting cards, accidentally including an illustration showing a tick in the Remain box. The mysterious ‘crashing’ of the Government’s registration website, followed by the highly irregular decision to change the rules in the middle of an election and REOPEN the website, not for two hours, but for two DAYS! During which time almost 500,000 new registrations were made, two thirds of which were allegedly Remain supporters. The endless bias of the BBC and ITV, stuffing their debates and panel shows with Remain supporters, giving #VoteLeave interviewees a much harder time. We even had David Cameron standing outside number 10 Downing Street two days ago, urging the British people to vote Remain, in clear breach of the purdah rules which state that the Government must be seen as impartial to ensure a fair referendum. Where has the Electoral Commission been while all this gerrymandering has gone on? Sitting on its hands, quietly allowing every violation to be swept under the carpet. Cheating is okay, it seems, as long as it’s for the ‘right’ side.

So let’s just say I’m getting my excuses in early. I’m still hoping, as I prepare to take my fateful walk down to the village hall to cast my vote, that the British people will reject project fear and our lying establishment politicians, that they will rise up and reclaim their democratic rights. But if, despite them doing so, the Government still finds some way to ‘fix’ the outcome, I want all this to have been on the record, so it doesn’t sound like sour grapes after the event.

What I do know is this. If the British people are cheated out of their independence for a second time, #VoteLeave won’t be going anywhere, and David Cameron will only have kicked the can down the road. There will be 20 or 30 million UK citizens who will feel cheated, and very, very angry. And as Arron banks has said, “UKIP will come back on steroids”.

I’ll end by quoting a transcript of a recent video by Paul Joseph Watson, put out a few days ago, which pretty much echoes my sentiment:

“The Remain campaign have just spent the last 4 days shamelessly exploiting the murder of Jo Cox, for votes. The polls were with #VoteLeave. The momentum was with #VoteLeave. Then a mentally ill nutcase who had been under psychiatric treatment killed a Labour MP. Quite what the actions of one lunatic had to do with the EU making 60% of our laws, Britain being deluged by migrants or EU regulations strangling small business, I don’t know. But both camps announced that they were immediately suspending their campaigns. Except that the vote Remain camp DIDN’T suspend their campaign. After project fear failed, they turned to ‘project grief’. They immediately and vociferously went on the offensive, blaming Cox’s death on #VoteLeave supporters. Vote Remain campaign director Will Straw sent out an email urging supporters to cash in on the new context created by Cox’s death, to attack #VoteLeave for creating, quote, ‘division and resentment’, blaming virtually half the country for the demented decision of one moron popped up on psychotropic drugs. This is the same crowd that gave us the hashtag #NotAllMuslims after every single Islamic terror attack. It’s racist and bigoted to even question Islam after every jihadist slaughter, but one drooling mentalist goes postal and suddenly it’s our fault for opposing EU bureaucratic tyranny. No. How dare you suggest that just because we don’t want to be ruled by unelected dictators that suddenly makes us all violent right-wing extremists. But vote Remain were dutifully backed up by endless television coverage implying that the only way to honour Cox’s memory is to vote to remain in the EU. Newspapers published headlines blaming this on Brexit supporters before Cox was even pronounced dead. Angela Merkel warned about ‘radicalisation of language’. This is the same woman who greases the skids for comedians to be put in prison for making jokes about foreign despots. George Osborne slammed #VoteLeave for their, quote, ‘baseless assertions and inflammatory rhetoric’. This, is coming from the same people who threatened World War Three and economic Armageddon if we left the EU. The same guy that threatened to punish Brits with tax hikes if we exercised our democratic will. Nigel Farage suddenly became Hitler because he stood in front of a poster portraying migrants in a negative light. This is how dumb they think you are – “everyone I don’t like, is Hitler”. VoteRemain, how dare you tell me to tone down my rhetoric while your people were out before Jo Cox’s body was even cold, blaming this on your political opposition. You need to tone down YOUR rhetoric. If you’re desperate enough to have to resort to exploiting murder victims to make your case, you’re clearly losing the argument. Brexit isn’t about using the dead body of a murder victim as your own ventriloquist’s dummy to espouse your own political views. Brexit is about immigration, it’s about sovereignty, it’s about the economy. Brits, you were wise to reject the crass, manipulative tactics of project fear, but don’t fall for it again, don’t fall for the same people trying to fool you with this sick, distasteful rebrand of the same old bollocks. Reject project fear, reject project grief. On June 23rd, #VoteLeave.”

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Call Me Dave – Mad Dave 4

Call Me Dave

Mad Dave 4, or Why We Should Scrap the UK Honours System and Ban the Tories From Ever Holding Office Again

Part four of my serialisation of Mad Dave Cameron’s biography, ‘Call Me Dave’

I better get this off my chest upfront. I’ve always thought the peerages, OBEs and other titles showered upon the celebrity glitterati every New Year to be not only a little bit arbitrary, but at worst a squalid example of how corrupt our political leaders have become. My reasons for thinking this are threefold.

1. Honours sometimes get given to complete monsters

The first reason for doing away with the honours is that they are often awarded to people who with hindsight turn out to be hideous human beings – deeply flawed individuals who pretend to be something different in public to what they are in real life. Take Jimmy Savile, or the female CEO of a famous-brand UK challenger bank, as being two that spring to mind. Pinning medals on closet paedophiles, corporate bullies and psychopaths is hardly the best advertisement for an ‘honours’ system.

2. Honours are often undeserved

Secondly, honours should ONLY go to people who do things WAY above the call of duty. Those selfless individuals who dedicate their lives to noble causes. Fund raisers, charity workers, the thousands of anonymous souls who toil selflessly for their local communities. What honours should NOT be about is doling out sweeties to pet celebrities and civil servants for ‘services to’ their chosen career, i.e. getting out of bed and going to work.

As far as I can tell, most of the more salubrious recipients – whose various gongs and peerages adorn the front pages of our newspapers every New Year’s Eve – appear to have been awarded them for no better reason than simply doing their job well. That is to say, turning up for work and making a decent fist of their occupation, day in, day out, just like the rest of us. For which most of them have already been handsomely remunerated.

What’s more, for every care worker, miner, policeman, engineer, road-sweeper or nurse who gets a mention in despatches, there seems to be a whole army of these famous A-listers queuing up to become Knights and Dames. As though being famous is considered an achievement worthy of honours in itself. Which would suggest it’s more about the vanity of those handing out the honours, than anything to do with the recipients’ worthiness.

3. Honours are invariably politically motivated

For most of history bestowing honours has been the preserve of kings and queens. Monarchs typically bestowed them on members of the aristocracy in exchange for loyalty, military service and keeping the peasants in place. Only since the late 18th and early 19th centuries when the power of royalty began to wane and parliament became supreme, has the method of selecting individuals for honours gradually changed. Kings and queens have continued to confer them, but on the advice of their ministers rather than on a royal whim. Recipients began being drawn from all walks of life, not just the blue bloods.

However, of late there seems to have developed a somewhat regressive trend among the political class to regard the honours system as an opportunity to do a bit of a personal back-slapping with their chums. That’s to say, a chance to reward those who have done them personal favours, endorsed them, bunged them money, that kind of thing.

David Cameron’s bestowing of a knighthood on Lynton Crosby in January 2016 for ‘services to politics’ was a particularly flagrant example. For those not in the know, Crosby was the anonymous spin doctor who masterminded the Tory election victory in May 2015. His knighthood is that grubby. And while it’s true that no party has been above such squalid practices in recent times, when a political snake like Crosby gets one for services to a party who are piece by piece dismantling everything that is good and decent about our country, then the whole idea of honours becomes discredited. Crosby’s elevation would seem to indicate that the system has sunk to a new nadir, and provides proof perhaps that the Tories now think they can get away with anything.

No leader of a self-respecting democratic nation should be allowed to brazenly elevate their cronies to the peerage in this way, or stuff the House of Lords with their political mates. That brings the whole system into disrepute. Simply replacing one all-powerful potentate (e.g. a king who showers awards and honours on his favourites, elevating them to positions of influence) with another all-powerful potentate (e.g. a Prime Minister, who does exactly the same) doesn’t seem much like progress to me, whether the demagogue is called Bad Prince John or Mad Dave Cameron.

If anyone thinks comparing the current Tory Government to a despotic feudal regime is a bit extreme, I’d suggest you have a quick glance at ‘Angels Coffins’, Chapter 3 of Mad Dave’s biography, ‘Call Me Dave’. Pay particular attention to the third paragraph down, which covers the early years Mad Dave spent at boarding school.

“Founded in 1908, Heatherdown catered for fewer than 100 boys at any one time, but what it lacked in size, it more than made up for in social exclusivity. According to one account of Cameron’s time there, among the parents of his contemporaries were ‘eight honourables, four sirs, two captains, two doctors, two majors, two princesses, two marchionesses, one viscount, one brigadier, one commodore, one earl, one lord, and one Queen (the Queen)’. Cameron’s classmates included the grandson of oil billionaire John Paul Getty, thanks to whom he would later enjoy an extraordinary holiday in America; and Prince Edward, whose older brother Andrew was also educated there.”

If this list of ennobled individuals with whom the young dictator rubbed shoulders from an early age proves anything, it does perhaps give some inkling as to why Mad Dave turned into such a sly, double-dealing apologist for rampant inequality and social exclusivity in Britain. And as one picks over the carnage of George Osborne’s latest budget, incredulous at the almost medieval savagery with which this Government is attacking the poorest and most vulnerable in society while showering gold and tax breaks on the richest and most powerful, one can only conclude that Mad Dave and his Tory mob are determined to turn Britain back 500 years to a kind of feudal society where a landed aristocracy of rich robber barons considered it their divine right to bleed the populace dry, and keep the masses in a state of servile vassalage.

Hold on to that thought, when you next vote in a General Election, or the EU referendum. Cameron is your enemy, not your friend. He is in it for himself, not for you. He is a congenital liar, a dissembler, a conman whose word you should never trust on anything.

How the Tories ensure the richest 1% of society control the poorest 99%, is by perpetuating the lie that ‘we’re all in it together’, when they are patently only in it for themselves. How they keep us in place, continually enslaving and impoverishing us, is by lying, cheating and stealing from us all on an institutionalised basis. It is the British people who built our railway network, our steel industry, our energy industry, our postal service, our great NHS, and we did it with the sweat of our brows and the brilliance of our intellect. And now these modern-day Tory robber barons are selling it off to their rich chums in the city, as if it were theirs to sell.

If there is any blame attached to the British people it is only this: that they were credulous and gullible enough to believe a word that ever came out of Tory mouths in the run up to the last election. They mistakenly believed that as public servants who were supposed to have the best interests of the people at heart, our political leaders were men and women of integrity, whose word could be trusted. But as the last 12 months have proven, since they broke free of the Liberal Democrat influence which had proved a handbrake on the worst Tory excesses during the coalition government, this current Tory administration are among the least trustworthy, the greediest, most cynical, hypocritical and socially unjust administrations in living memory. We will only have ourselves to blame if we EVER trust them on a single promise again.

Mad Dave Cameron is the 21st Century’s Machiavelli. A modern day cut-purse who dresses in a gentleman’s clothes to dissemble and deceive society about his true motives. Don’t fall for it. Not again. To borrow from Oscar Wilde, to be fooled once could be considered a misfortune, but to be fooled twice would begin to look like carelessness. Reject Mad Dave and his party of greedy capitalist thugs. Reject every nasty little policy they stand for.

Oh, and if you ever find yourself within a hundred yards of any of these closet fascists in Tory clothing, with a sniper rifle and a dozen rounds of 50 cal, in open line of sight, you know what to do.

Posterity will thank you.



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Mad Dave 3 – the best bits of David Cameron’s biography, Call Me Dave. Chapter 2: Two Silver Spoons

Mad Dave Cameron

This week’s excerpts from Mad Dave – David Cameron’s unofficial biography ‘Call Me Dave’ – are from Chapter 2: Two Silver Spoons.

On reading the chapter I must confess I had a bit of a Eureka moment. Hitherto I’d only been vaguely aware of Mad Dave’s background. I knew he was a bit of a toff who went to Eton and Oxford, but I didn’t really know the full extent of his wealth and privilege. Nor had I fully understood the relationship between his upbringing and the heartless politics of his Government, probably the most right-wing we’ve seen since Benito Mussolini’s Fascist Party.

After you’ve read the excerpts below, ask yourself this simple question: is this is a man you’d trust to run our beloved NHS and other vital public services? Or a man you’d trust to preside over a fairer, more compassionate society?

Chapter 2: Two Silver Spoons

“By his own admission, David Cameron had an extremely comfortable start in life. In a sign of the privilege to which he would become accustomed, he made his entrance on 9 October 1966 not in an NHS hospital – though there were plenty nearby – but in the London Clinic, off Harley Street, a private hospital favoured by the royal family.”

“A Cabinet colleague who once teased that Cameron was born with a silver spoon in his mouth was amused when he responded: ‘No, I was born with two.’”

“His parents’ wealth was both inherited and self-made. Though the Camerons are not blue bloods, there are titles and big houses in the background… Members of Samantha Cameron’s much grander family wince when they hear the Camerons described as ‘upper class’, but they are hardly bourgeois: the Prime Minister is a fifth cousin (twice removed) of the Queen.”

“There was ‘old’ money on both the paternal and maternal sides of the family, as well as his father’s considerable income as a stockbroker.”

“Sir Ewen Cameron, David’s paternal great-great-grandfather, was London Head of the Hong Kong and Shanghai Banking Corporation and helped the Rothschilds sell war bonds during the Russo-Japanese war. David’s paternal great-grandfather, Ewen Allan Cameron, was a senior partner in the stockbrokers Panmure Gordon. His grandfather Donald, also a Panmure Gordon partner, left the equivalent of nearly £1 million. Donald had married into the Levita family, one of whom – another of David Cameron’s great-great-grandfathers – was Emile, a German-born Jewish financier who was the director of the Chartered Bank of India, Australia and China, which became Standard Chartered Bank. He sent his sons to Eton, starting a family tradition.”  

“Ironically, given the political sensitivities surrounding tax-avoidance today, Ian’s [Cameron’s father] expertise was offshore investment funds. He set up business in 1979, shortly after it became legal to take large sums of money out of the UK to avoid tax. He proved very skilled at it, so much so that he rose to the top of a string of asset management firms, including a Jersey-based company and a firm registered in Panama. He also had shares in a firm based in Geneva. In 2007, the Sunday Times Rich List estimated his worth at £10 million.”

“He [Mad Dave] is a real, proper Englishman, who would love to defend what he sees as the real England, but his real England is different to almost everyone else’s, says a childhood friend.”

So, what do you think?

Here’s what I think.

I think Chapter 2 of Mad Dave’s autobiography gives us several insights into his moral degeneracy – particularly where the NHS is concerned, but also on tax-avoidance, and on the preservation of the ‘them and us’ class system that keeps the rich in power and poor people at the bottom of the pile. It perhaps also sheds light on why Mad Dave’s party seem so set on forcing doctors to work longer hours for less pay, indeed why they appear determined to force doctors and nurses to leave the NHS altogether, and why the Tories seem so wedded to the idea of selling off the NHS to private companies, against the wishes of almost the entire population. Because rich families like the Camerons can afford private hospital treatment. It’s that simple. They don’t need the NHS. And they can’t make any money out of it, as in, personal gain. Which is why they’re in the process of happily selling it off on the cheap like some knocked-off family silver. Screw poor people, if we get sick it’s our lookout.

Chapter 2 also explains the rationale behind some current Conservative policies that are frankly inexplicable to most decent, fair-minded people. For instance the proposal to cut child tax credits from some of the poorest working families in Britain, while increasing the inheritance tax allowance so the richest are better off. Then there’s the bleeding dry of public services and small businesses, while reducing the corporation tax burden on big business, and turning a blind eye to the tax-avoidance of huge multi-national organisations altogether. For instance Facebook, who, despite being worth £169 billion, and paying their 362 UK staff £35 million in bonuses last year (equivalent to £96,000 per person), claimed to be hard up, so only paid the UK Exchequer the grand sum of £4,237 in tax. I kid you not. Way less than you or I or any other single working person pay in tax in a single year. Fair? It’s what Mad Dave calls ‘compassionate Conservatism’, which is rapidly turning into the biggest oxymoron in the dictionary.

So when Mad Dave talks about ‘a fairer society’, and the Conservatives being ‘the party of working people’, and the ‘NHS being safe in their hands’, you can give those utterances the same credence as, say, a pronouncement by Adolph Hitler that he intended setting up a charity for homeless Jewish children.

Basically, the Conservatives lie out of their back teeth, at every opportunity. To get elected they’ll tell you anything they think you want to hear, even though they have no intention of keeping any of the promises they make. Once elected they invariably do the opposite of what they promised, and find some weasel way of explaining it away. That’s the Tory way. Lies, deceit, and the preservation of the status quo that keeps rich people like them at the top of society and the rest of us at the bottom. They’re the rich 1% enjoying a self-perpetuating gravy train of excess while the 99% of us continue to work our nuts off for a pittance, get sick then die. Ever it was so. And ever will it be, as long as we’re gullible enough to keep swallowing their lies.

The big lesson for us all is this. Just because words come out of a politician’s mouth, you shouldn’t necessarily believe them. In fact, where Tory politicians are concerned, it’s almost axiomatic that it will be the exact opposite of the truth. Your life may well depend on that useful bit of information. And when promises come out of Mad Dave’s mouth, oh boy, run for your life. Mad Dave tells the biggest whoppers of all, possibly in the known world outside of North Korea. Big, in-your-face lies like “we’re not going to cut child tax credits after the general election”. He was specifically asked this question several times in the Leaders’ Debates before the election, and each time gave the unequivocal answer, “no cuts to child tax credits”.

Then guess what? After the working poor voted the Tories in, their ‘reward’ was to learn they were going to get clobbered with cuts to child tax credits. Over 3.3 million working poor families, to be precise, who were about to lose on average £1,300 a year, until the House of Lords revolted and national outrage forced Mad Dave’s heartless pickpockets to do a reluctant u-turn. But don’t worry, that was just the opening shot in this Conservative Government’s war on the poor, their savaging of the sick and needy, which is going to get a lot worse before we’ve seen the back of them. Under Mad Dave’s merry band of muggers, while the rich and big business continue to get more and more tax breaks, the poor will get financially raped.

The Tories aren’t in it for public service. Never were, never will be. They don’t give a shit about you or I, our families or the working class. They don’t give a shit about anyone except themselves. They care only about money, and big business. Their money, their businesses. And making sure they take more money out of your pockets, and put it into theirs. More food out of your children’s mouths, so they can stuff theirs.

It’s genius, Mad Dave keeps lying through his back teeth, telling barefaced whoppers to our faces. And when we’re gullible enough to believe and elect him, we get our faces rubbed in the dirt. The next election that comes round will be just the same. More lies, more claims that they’re the only party you can trust with the economy, the NHS, our public services. Then soon as polling day’s over, they’ll dismantle them before your very eyes, and you won’t be able to do a damn thing about it for the next five years.

And mark my words, Mad Dave’s successor as the next Tory leader will use exactly the same tactics in the 2020 election – spin, propaganda, lies and deceit. Anything to get elected. If you fall for it again, you’ll only have yourself to blame.

If you don’t believe me, vote for them again in 2020, and see what you get.

I’ll leave the last word to cartoonist Steve Bell.

Steve Bell Cartoon - Cameron destroying poverty

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